Ghosts of the Past:

[Morgoth Abrigon]

P-Ghosts of the Past:

Past, present, future
Ghosts all, hiding the light
holding me fast to the dead
Ghosts holding me back
Ghosts hiding the light
Ghosts blocking the future
A Fog of the Dead
Ghosts everywhere
My brain screams
Why? Who? Where?
Save me from this, but
nothing comes back
for the fog blocks all.

Ghosts of the Past
Present and Future
of friends lost and
gone. Dead or cold to
my heart. Holding me
hear, in the darkness
cold and hopeless.
Holding me here
to this mortal pain
of memories.
Of ghosts holding me
back from peace of
mind, forgiveness
and understanding why?
And of soul, lost and
obsessed with the ghosts.

Please it was fun, but
you left by hands own
oe accident, or just
plain stupidity.

I tried to help
But ignorance is no
bliss. Actions to take
But regret own guilt
extreme. Questioning
why did you hate us so
much, to leave with
hardly a word?
Or warning, why?
Did you hate us so?

Your life, family,
friends and loves?
To leave us this
void and memories
dark. Ghosts holding
on long after the
living is long gone.
But chin tight
still here. Locked
in this grey life
nearly ghosts
our selves.

(still editing)

2007